The next thing you know, you're waking up in your own bed. You blink a few times, still half asleep, when suddenly, you remember. You sit bolt upright, looking around. With the day you had yesterday, you feel as though something should be different. Nothing is though. 'Could it have just been a dream?' You wonder. Though the thought saddens you, because it is possible, even probable, that it didn't actually happen, you'll live. It's not like you've never had a ridiculous crush before… Sighing, you climb out of bed, getting changed out of your sweats and t-shirt and into a sweater and a pair of jeans. When you're dressed and ready to go, you walk out into your hallway, grabbing your snow pants and winter coat.

Once you have on a scarf and hat, and gloves in hand as well, and you're about to walk out the door, your mom calls out from a different room, "Where are you going, [y/n]?"

"Just going to see Jamie. I should be back before dark. If not, I'll call, okay?"

"Alright hun, have a good time! Say hello for me!"

"Bye Mom! Love you lots! See ya' later!" You step outside into the cold, and trudge through the high drifts of snow.

'It sure got a lot deeper…' You think as you frequently get stuck in the thigh-high snow banks. Finally, you make your way up to Jamie's front door, and ring the doorbell. His mom answers, smiling brightly when she sees you.

"Hello there, [y/n]. What can I do for you?"

"I was wondering if Jamie is still home?"

"Still home? The last time I saw him was yesterday when he went skating with you… I figured he was just sleeping over at your house again…" Worry lights across her face, and flashes through your brain. You pause, struggling to think of something that will ease her mind, and you blurt, "Oh, wait! I forgot that he said he was going to visit some of his guy friends, since he hasn't seen them in a while… Silly me!" You wink, laughing, but it's unconvincing. Mrs. Bennett doesn't seem to notice, though, and lets out a relieved sigh.

"Alright, well, if you know what house he's at, I'm sure no one would mind if you stopped by. Have a nice day, dear!" You thank her and she closes the door softly as you walk away. 'Well, I'm screwed,' you think as you walk aimlessly down the street. And that's when worst case scenarios start flashing through your head, giving you just enough time to register one before another dreadful thought replaces it.

Lost. Kidnapped. Murdered.

You start clomping faster through the snow, stumbling and falling multiple times. When you get to the forest, you scream, "Jamie! Jamie, please come out! Jamie!" You get no response, and you continue floundering, and tripping and falling, the snow getting in your hair and soaking your mittens and hat, though you bounce back up and continue on. Finally, exhausted from running as fast as you did all the way to the heart of the forest, you collapse into the powder, breathing hard. In one final attempt to be able to help your friend, and even though he may just be a figment of your imagination, you shout a single time with a hoarse voice, "Jack!" Moments later, most likely in a dream, a voice tinged with a hint of sadness softly says, "You sure do hate the cold, huh?"

Guys, I just thought I should warn you that the next 2 1/2 chapters (including this one) aren't going to be all that interesting, because they're leading up to some big events... And let me know if there are any mistakes, because I was really tired when I typed and edited this last night, and most likely messed up a lot

Oh, i luv it, but when jamie's mom says, still here? The last time... time is spelt wrong (no m, but thats okay). But i really like it and i only posted this because you asked... -sorry (i really love the chapters you have writen)